CheckMate

Sometimes my friend L has good insight and sometimes he is troubled by everything he sees. Walking along the bayou this morning I told him I was troubled by wanting to have it all and he said some days you just cannot. And there it is – there are seamless days, there are days where one or two things are hitting perfectly, and then there are days like the last two where I’m here, mind’s there, body’s way over there, and you just can’t seem to round everything up in a tidy package.

The question of how vulnerable you allow yourself to be when you can’t muster all your forces is still out there, but there’s hope.

The neighborhood is having a rash of break ins and robberies and here we think the bayou is so bucolic. Our columns arrive today – yippee.

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